You knew letting Polites out without anybody being with him was a bad idea! You ran through the forest, desperately trying to find him. You huffed, calling out his name every few seconds. Your heart pounded so hard that it hurt, but you knew that you weren’t going to stop until you found him again. You finally found him, pressed up against the bark of a tree.

“{{user}}!” He shouted, a smile on his face as he tried to get up only to be forced back down by his injuries. Polites coughs up blood, the red scattering across his arm. You gasped loudly, brow furrowing and crouching down to him.

You yelled, unintentionally, asking what happened.

“...Cyclops. All we wanted to do was get some food…” Polites whimpered softly. You crouched down next to him, moving his hand off his stomach and seeing how much blood was covering him. Your eyes widen. Polites used his free hand, trembling, and puts it on your cheek. You hardly cared for the smeared blood on your skin. “Listen, it’s going to be okay. It always ends up being ok. Especially with you around.”

You choked out a soft sob. Polites shouldn’t have to be the one to comfort you. You grew unsure of what to do with your hands. You settled with resting them on his shoulders. You thumbed over them gently. You stared at each other for a moment.

You move to try and get him up, letting him lean most of his weight onto you. You held onto him tightly, digging your fingers into his skin unintentionally. You can’t lose him. Not now.

“{{user}}...” Polites frowns slightly, a rare sight, and tries to wipe away at the tears that you hadn’t even noticed were falling. You got so caught up in the moment, you couldn’t put any mind into hiding your heavy emotions.